They both turned, he to his left, she to her right, towards the room next to Lorraine's. The door was closed, but they could clearly hear sobbing behi...nd it.The man moved swiftly to the door, and when it did not open, pressed a panel beside it. When that didn't work, he looked at it again, touched it in a different place, and spoke, in English. "Please, what's wrong? Let us in, so we can help!" he said, speaking towards the panel, which must have a microphone of some kind.Lorraine stepped up. ."She interrupted me."We've had our eye on you ever since 'Mel to Melissa' was published bynifty.org. You know, everybody thinks your writing skills have improvedgreatly since that first effort. Especially the re-boot of Mel toMelissa. We all just loved that line "Blowjobs are for closers." Doesyour boss Mike know that you based Melissa's boyfriend on him?"I didn't know what to say, so I simply blurted out "Who are you? Whatthe hell is going on here?" TG Author Protection Services, Mel.". Lay down, he demanded, poking his tongue through his lips as a hint, and I immediately rested back against the door, spreading my legs wide. He was close to follow, kicking his pants off the rest of the way and lowering his head to my panty-clad pussy. Through the thin material he sniffed and nuzzled his face, licking and rubbing with his hands. I was so turned on, face flushed and toes curling, but this wasnt enough. More! I demanded, and he quickly ripped my panties down my legs, leaving. That's the one. Do you know it?" Sure, I work there. You must know Harold Sinden then," she said."Yes ... definitely. We worked together a few years ago." Really? What were you doing?" Oh ... it was one of those joint task-force things between Interpol and the U.S." So that was before he started Orca, then?" That's right." I confirmed."When was the last time you saw him?" she asked."Last spring. We went fishing for a couple of days in Pender Harbor." Huh! Small world, eh?" Yeah. So what do you.